Chapter 15 The Tune of North Malaysia and the Change of Tea and Horses

"Lord Cao, your old man is really Yaxing, you can have such a beauty to accompany you when you talk about trivial matters!" I saw a middle-aged man with a black face like charcoal and a brocade dress said with a smile, and he was still brushing his long black hair as he spoke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that a table of banquets was set up in this private room, and the smell of the elixir and jade liquid was mouth-watering, and the dragon liver and phoenix pith were fascinating. There were four men and four women seated during the banquet, which happened to fill a table of eight immortals. However, the etiquette of sitting is very exquisite, and the four women are all half a body behind the big man next to them, and they look like personal maids who serve tea and pour water for the master, raise their sleeves and feed the food, and probably follow the rule that women do not serve at the table.

The Lord Cao in the black-faced man's mouth is the Yongzhou General Judge Cao Xiankui, that is, the official master who Wu Yuman is waiting for. Cao Xiankui's word Renji, the god book was born with Jinshi for three years, and he studied under the famous scholar Lin Yufang. To say that this Cao Xiankui is not stupid by nature, let alone smart, otherwise he would not have been personally mentioned by the mellow Confucian Lin Yufang, but he was still nearly fifty years old before he was admitted to the Jinshi.

However, the promotion and depreciation of officialdom are quite particular, and non-jinshi are not beautiful officials, and unknown teachers are not allowed to enter the ministry. If you are not only admitted to the Jinshi, but also have the protection of the famous Confucian, it is difficult to rise to the top. Therefore, Cao Xiankui, who is an old man with a dragon clock, has walked step by step to the position of the general judge of Zhili Prefecture.

At this moment, Cao Xiankui's mung bean-sized eyes narrowed into a slit, and when he smiled, he showed a mouthful of broken yellow teeth: "Lord Chen has won the award, isn't there a beautiful girl waiting for you by your side?" According to the old man, women are like clothes, they play when they are worn, and they are thrown away when they are taken off, which is the demeanor of our Shilin people. ”

Chen Youting, who had a black face, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Lord Cao's words are very incisive, but the singer next to me was originally prepared for Lord Cao, but I didn't expect that Lord Cao would have a beautiful woman to accompany him, and it seems that the younger generation has done it again." ”

As he spoke, he stretched his black hand into the bodice of the woman next to him, pinched the tender grapes on the top of the autumn pear peak and kneaded them for a while, making the woman gasp again and again, and her charming eyes could drip water.

The woman's white skin and Lord Chen's dark and rough hands formed a strong contrast, which made the other three people in the banquet laugh.

A middle-aged man with a sallow face smiled and said, "Old Chen, I'll tell you a joke." It is said that there is a woman who was born charming and debauched, and her husband is always worried that she will go out of the wall.

One day, as soon as the woman entered the door, she was stripped naked by her husband, followed by a severe beating, and the man scolded, you ********, look at what is on your chest? The woman looked down and saw that there were actually two pairs of black handprints.

Later, the woman learned that when she had a tryst with her concubine, she would ask her to smear her whole body with flour beforehand, so that there would be no traces when the two were wild. The woman's husband was satisfied, and thought that his wife had really changed his ways, but one day the two of them forgot to put out the candle when they had sex, and guess what? ”

"The man shouted, lady, why are those hairs under your crotch white before they get old?"

"Presumptuous!" The black-faced Chen Youting slapped the table suddenly, frightened the singer next to him, how could he not hear the sarcasm of the Ming Dynasty in the yellow-faced middle-aged man's voice? It was obvious that he was teasing him Chen Youting's dark complexion, and he scolded: "Zhao Weimin, don't deceive people too much, otherwise I, Chen, will be willing to cut my whole body and dare to pull you off the horse!" ”

"Alas, alas, everyone is out of the fire, Weimin is just joking, and you don't have to worry too much." The middle-aged man who had never spoken during the banquet stood up as a peacemaker, poured a full bottle of wine with a smile, and drank it all:

"We are here today to discuss the horse sales in Yongzhou City, don't hurt the harmony in advance, our Shouyi did this glass of wine first, the big guy is free!"

Chen Youting's black face was as gloomy as water, he snorted coldly, and he didn't argue anymore, but Zhao Weimin, the sallow man who had just made a sarcastic remark, seemed to be still not happy, and he still wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Cao Xiankui slapped the table and said in a deep voice: "Do you still want to talk about business today?!" If you say one more inconsequential nonsense, the old man will leave now! ”

Zhao Weimin saw that Cao Xiankui was angry, and Fang Cai's arrogance and meanness suddenly converged without a trace, and he smiled and said: "Lord Cao has a lot of opportunities every day, and he is busy with political affairs, so Fang Cai is a few of us who are rude." ”

Cao Xiankui snorted coldly, grabbed Wu Yuman's small hand beside him with his right hand, and held it in front of his chest to play with it, Wu Yuman's delicate body was shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Cao Xiankui took out one of Wu Yuman's green jade fingers, and gently rubbed his left hand on her Dankou fiery nails, which made Wu Yuman feel a chill, what kind of man she hadn't met in so many years, but it was really rare to be as old, ugly and obscene as Cao Xiankui,

She swore that she couldn't let Cao Xiankui gain an inch, and if he wanted to do something more obscene, she couldn't let him succeed even if she died.

Fortunately, Cao Xiankui will not be a sperm worm at this moment. The so-called women are like clothes, the key to whether there can be a woman is whether you can afford to buy clothes, although he is a general judge in one state, but after all, he is close to the age of sixteen, and his desire for power is much weaker, and the rest of the idea is to take power and accept bribes, and enjoy the joy of family.

At the moment, the matter that they wanted to discuss was related to the financial path of him, a general judge, and he had to cheer up.

"Lord Cao, as we all know, I am constantly fighting in the northwest border, and the subordinate state capitals of Jiannan Province are not subject to indoctrination and are strange and deceitful. There are many soldiers in our dynasty, elite soldiers and sharp armor, but after all, they are trapped in the dangerous terrain of Jiannan Province, and the Shu road is difficult to climb, even though Shu is rich in horses, but it is difficult for the soldiers to buy a large number of them from the hands of Qiangman. Therefore, the strategy of transferring north horses to the south and selling tea for horses proposed by the saints today has really solved the danger of the lack of pack horses and war horses in Jiannanxing Province. ”

Cao Xiankui nodded understandingly, silently, holding Wu Yuman's jade hand back and forth.

"In the past, the transfer of North Malaysia to the south used high-headed horses raised by military households in the northwest, and the wealthy giants represented by the Liu family in Yongzhou were the trustees, and then went all the way south through the ancient tea horse road, until Jiannan, Yunmyanmar and even Tubo."

But the facts show that the horses in the northwest are sturdy and very good at foot strength, but if they are trapped in the muddy Shudao mountains, it is difficult to struggle for half a step. Only short, sturdy ponies such as the bantam hip can walk like a fly on the twists and turns of the mountain road. ”

"My Chen family has been herding horses for generations, and it is this kind of skinny pony that I raise. In addition to more than 100 useless horses, the Liu family has no sufficient horses. They have been intermediary horse dealers since their ancestors, buying horses from the northwest and then selling them to the Central Plains, but after all, the northwest is not the southwest, and I think the Liu family should no longer be allowed to intervene in the future transfer of North Malaysia to the south. ”

Zhao Weimin stroked his beard and smiled: "What Lao Chen said is indeed reasonable, and the old man deeply agrees." The Liu family is doing the work of the white wolf with empty gloves every year, and is still arrogant among the horse merchants in Zhuori Province, and has already made the big guys resentful. ”

Cao Xiankui's sparse eyebrows frowned slightly, why didn't he want to kick the Liu family away? The Liu family has relied on their family's great business for so many years, and even Sun Daoyuan, the governor of Yongzhou, doesn't pay attention to it, let alone his general judgment.

The position of general judge is not a petty official, but if it is compared with Zhizhou, it is not enough to worry about. It's just that the business of horse herding and horse trafficking happens to be under the jurisdiction of the general judge, which is why today Chen Youting and Zhao Weimin will invite Cao Xiankui to discuss the matter. Like the general judges of other state capitals in Zhuori, they rely on the power in their hands to enrich their own pockets, which one is not worth tens of thousands of taels? Only he, Cao Xiankui, lives in the double shadow of Sun Daoyuan and Liu Weijun, and even goes out to invite a sister in the Moon Tilting Workshop on credit.

However, he couldn't make a statement in a hurry, waved his hand casually, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the old man looks back and thinks about it slowly, if the horse source provided by the Liu family is not qualified, then the old man will use your ponies." ”

The eyes of the three people on the opposite side lit up together, their hearts were overjoyed, and they immediately raised their wine glasses, and they almost wanted to pay tribute to Cao Xiankui as their biological father.

After talking about business, it is natural to have some elegant things. The three horse merchants smiled lewdly and unbuttoned the clothes of the woman next to them, revealing a small belly pocket that fit inside, and her skin was as white as mutton fat and jade, which made people's hearts burn fiercely.

The sisters of the Moon Falling Workshop have one thing in common, that is, they are born white and tender, no matter what their appearance and figure are, at least their skin is as white as snow. The so-called white covers a hundred ugliness, coupled with the fact that Zhuori Province is close to the northwest, and the woman's skin is already dark and rough, so the men here can't resist the fair-skinned and pretty Sister Moonfall Fang, and they can't get up anymore when they are buried in the woman's belly.

At this moment, seeing that Chen Youting and the three of them had already put their salted pig hands into the woman's belly pocket and rubbed them back and forth, and from time to time they could still expose one or two points of freshly peeled chicken head, Cao Xiankui, an old lewdness, couldn't hold it anymore, and he wanted to lift the corner of Wu Yuman's clothes in a hurry.

Wu Yuman was shocked, she knew very well the obscenity of the old man in front of her, there was an Oiran in the Moon Workshop who was played with by him and foamed at the mouth and became delirious, and finally went completely crazy and became a stupid person.

It's not the first time Cao Xiankui has come to find Wu Yuman, and after hearing that Wu Yuman was going to show up and hand over his innocence to Xiao Zixuan, the old man couldn't help but be horny at first, and ran over to want a pear flower to press the begonia, if it weren't for Wu Yuman's struggle, plus Cao Xiankui was a little patient when he first arrived, I was afraid that she really couldn't bear it.

I saw Cao Xiankui's old hand like chicken feet trembling and stretching out to Wu Yuman's collar, and said with a smile: "Yuman, come and drink a glass of wine with the old man......"

(I'm very sorry, I took the train for a day yesterday, so I only changed one chapter yesterday)